"I'm done, I'm done!" Alan cheered as he ran out of the house, holding a metal ball with a rainbow of light in his hand.

"Done? I'll see. Hearing this, he hurriedly put down the sundries he was sorting out and came to An Lun.

"Of course, I'm a great god craftsman, and no one else can make this kind of masterpiece except me!" An Lun said as he proudly handed the metal ball in his hand to Jing Shi.

Jing carefully took the metal ball and looked it up and down, although she was just an assistant and did not have An Lun's realm, but anyone could see the extraordinary nature of this metal ball at a glance.

After a careful lot of it, Jing carefully handed the metal ball back to An Lun's hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, what do you want to eat, don't you like to eat braised pork, I'll make it for you, it should be your reward." ”

Hearing this, An Lun looked at Jing, grinned, and showed a mouthful of big white teeth: "Can you change the reward, I don't eat braised pork." ”

"Okay, what reward do you want to eat?" Jing was in a good mood, and agreed to An Lun's request without much thought.

"I want to eat..."An Lun suddenly lowered his head, and nodded a little quietly with a somewhat shy expression.

Jing Wenyan was stunned for a moment, and said to herself: "Eat me? How can I eat...?" Speaking of this, Jing suddenly reacted to what An Lun meant, her face suddenly flushed, she snorted, and said angrily: "I haven't cleaned you up during this time, you have a lot of guts, even I dare to tease, I still have to poke you with a broom." ”

"Haha~" An Lun laughed, holding the metal ball in his hand, and rushed towards the studio, that action was definitely called a flexible fat man. When An Lun entered the studio, his voice came from inside: "Jing, you can also come and do a mock test with me, the time to witness the miracle has come!"

Jing pouted, stretched out his hand to apply a compress to his hot face, and waited for the temperature under his cheeks to drop slightly, before he let out a sigh and walked into An Lun's studio. At this time in the studio, in addition to An Lun, there are two alchemy masters, as for those ninth-level craftsmen, they left three months ago, and the more they go to the back, the more complicated the production becomes, although the ninth-level craftsmen are one step away from being able to advance to the god craftsman, but this step is sometimes as difficult as reaching the sky, and many people have been stuck in this step all their lives. So in the end, they couldn't intervene at all, and staying here was also a hindrance, so they were driven away by An Lun.

Seeing Jinglai, An Lun made a silent gesture to her and beckoned her to come to his side.

At this time, the metal ball that An Lun was holding before was already suspended in a red crystal cover in the middle of the four people, and in the cover, there was also this sphere that was exactly the same size as the metal ball in An Lun's hand, but the sphere was a phantom.

An Lun whispered to Jing who came over, "That phantom is a simulation of the heart of the clock in the bell tower, which was left by my ancestors. In a moment, the mock-up will be compared to the heart of the clock I made, and as long as it is exactly the same, we are done. ”

"Are you sure?" said Jing in a low voice.

"Of course, I'm completely comparing the heart of the clock made by my ancestors, and there will be nothing wrong with it, in fact, I don't need to simulate it at all, just to show the royal side when the time comes. After An Lu finished speaking, he reached out and pressed it on the red crystal cover in front of him.

With a soft "tick", the metal ball made by Anlun began to simulate the heart of the clock and gradually moved closer.

At this time, Jing suddenly felt that her hand was caught, and she looked down to see that it was An Lun beside her who grabbed her. Although An Lun said that he was nine out of ten, his tight hand still betrayed him. Jing did not withdraw his hand, but held An Lun with his backhand, interlocking his fingers, because of Jing's relationship, An Lun's hand gradually relaxed.

At this time, the metal ball has been fused with the heart of the analog clock, and the degree of fusion on the instrument panel has gradually jumped. At this moment, not only An Lun, but even Jing and the other two alchemy masters held their breath, and their eyes were focused on the fusion on the dashboard.

Ninety-one percent... Ninety-two... Ninety-three... Until ninety-nine percent, An Lun was about to excitedly shout the word "Done", suddenly, the original beating number stopped, and then a piercing alarm sounded from the red crystal, and the phantom of the heart of the clock used for simulation suddenly dissipated.

"No, how could it be!" Alan cried out in astonishment, and he jerked up to the red crystal instrument, looking at the heart of the clock he had made himself.

"No, absolutely impossible, I have measured every point countless times, it is impossible to be wrong, absolutely impossible!" After saying that, he pressed the analog button on the red crystal again, and another phantom of the heart of the clock appeared, and another analog fusion began.

Per cent... Ten percent... Ninety percent... Ninety-nine percent... However, there was another alarm, and then the illusion of the Heart of the Clock dissipated again.

"No, it can't be, it can't be!" Aaron exclaimed, pressing the analog again. Jing walked up to An Lun and held his hand, at this time An Lun's palms were already full of sweat. And Jing, without any dislike, instead stuck his soft hand more closely to An Lun's hand.

This time, there were still no miracles, and in the end the simulation failed. Seeing this, the two alchemy masters sighed and left under the pretext of leaving for an excuse, while An Lun sat on the ground almost decadently, and the room was extremely quiet for a while, and beside An Lun, she stood silently, looking at An Lun who was sitting on the ground with her gentle gaze.

Time passed minute by minute, the sun, dusk, stars, the scenery outside the window was changing, An Lun always sat on the ground distractedly, and Jing sat quietly beside An Lun, accompanying him.

I don't know how long it took, An Lun finally reacted, he turned his head and looked at Jing beside him.

An Lun finally spoke: "Am I useless..."

Jing shook her head.

"Are you disappointed in me?"

Jing shook her head again.

At this moment, An Lun suddenly pounced, and he threw Jing to the ground, and then his dry lips were imprinted on Jing's red lips.

Then, An Lun's hands also swam up Jing's body, and his oil-stained hands, like a pair of sharp claws, violently tore at Jing's clothes. One, two... Jing's clothes were torn off by An Lun one by one, and her pale skin and graceful body gradually appeared in front of An Lun.

In the face of An Lun's almost crazy aggression, Jing seemed very calm, she just used her weak arms to gently hug the "big boy" in her arms who still had tears on his face.

This night was crazy for An Lun, he released all the repression in the past six months, and Jing endured it silently, just like her name...

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Following

A ray of sunlight burrowed into the room and fell on An Lun's face. After a night of frenzied venting, Anlun has regained his senses, at least not so decadent.

Jing had already gotten up one step ahead of him, two slices of bread, an omelette, a few slices of ham, and a standard breakfast had already been placed on the table, while Jing was simply tidying up the room on the side.

Looking at Jing Busily's figure and thinking of his madness last night, An Lun felt a pain in his heart, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry... I'll take care of you, and we'll go and register the marriage right away. ”

Hearing An Lun's voice, Jing turned her head, her willow eyebrows bent slightly, and she chuckled: "Don't be stinky and beautiful, who wants to marry you." Now that you're awake, don't lie in bed and get up to eat. ”

"I... I love you!" An Lun finally mustered up the courage to say the words that had been held in his heart for a long time. His voice was not loud, but it was sincere, especially in those eyes, which were full of pleading.

Jing's body trembled obviously, but she still allowed herself to maintain her original appearance, and said with a smile: "But I don't love you." ”

Hearing this, An Lun's body shook violently, and this sentence was like a sharp sword inserted into his heart. His eyes dimmed again, and he grinned self-deprecatingly: "yes, who would fall in love with such a useless fat man as me..."

Looking at An Lun's appearance, Jing picked up the broom in her hand and inserted it into An Lun's waist with skillful movements, accompanied by An Lun's scream of pain. Jing Liu's eyebrows were slightly raised, her apricot eyes were wide, and she said angrily: "You can't be a little promising, I said I don't like you, so you can't fight for it?"

Hearing Jing's words, An Lun suddenly raised his head and looked at Jing with a longing face, he was not a stupid person, otherwise he would not have become a god craftsman, and asked with excitement: "Can I get it?" Jing, I love you, I really love you!"

However, Jing smiled mischievously and grimaced at An Lun: "Of course this will not work." ”

"Uhh

"Hmph, what are you hungry, the food is ready for you, eat when you are hungry. Let me tell you, I won't marry casually, I have to marry a big hero if I want to marry, so that others will envy me, if you really want to marry me, become a hero that everyone admires. ”

"I... Become a big hero?" An Lun looked at Jing, and An Lun didn't react to her words for a while.

At this time, Jing threw something to An Lun, "Get up and eat, continue your work after eating, I'll go out to buy vegetables." ”

An Lun took the thing that Jing threw over, his eyes that were originally a little confused suddenly lit up, he let out a cheer, and he didn't bother to put on his clothes, so he jumped out of bed, stuffed the food on the plate into his mouth in three or two, and rushed straight into the studio. What he was holding in his hand was the metal ball he had made himself to replace the heart of the clock.

Out of the door, Jing did not leave, but leaned against the door, listening to the cheers from An Lun in the house, the corners of her mouth raised a gentle smile, and whispered: "Fool, it took so long to say, you have to come on, I believe you will be able to complete the heart of the clock." ”

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